this found happiness throughout.

We’ve been here before: You and I. You: Sitting at your computer with five other tabs open, keeping up with the Joneses and that tall girl in Australia. Lost again. Moving. Again. Me: Moving. Again. Leaving another nannying family tomorrow morning. Ready to get out.

Usually, this would call for some Last-Day-Kitchen-Dancing. And let me tell you, my soul feels like dancing. Dancing on the roof tops like CRAZY! Doing what my body tells me… letting the joy, love, excitement burst out of my limbs in the most ridiculous ways. Like in my new favorite song/video:

But [sadly] no dancing for me tonight. My body has been overtaken by a sickness of the head and throat. I had trouble packing and moving all my stuff around because of my light-headedness. I know this is brought on by stress and, well, the fact that my boss is sick too… awesome, no, yeah, thanks for that too.

But sitting in the garage, sorting everything out, listening to songs sent by lovedones and looking at my life in boxes [again], I became overwhelmed with the happiness of it all. The brokenness, the love, the hope, the positive, the love, yes, the good, yes and yes! I want to remember everything about this experience, this move, this found happiness throughout.

So, no kitchen dancing photos for you all… Don’t worry, another time. But tonight, I dedicate a simple, genuine smile to all of you. Me: In a dark garage, sitting next to my life in boxes, about to make another move, feeling exhausted, finding joy, love, greatness and so ecstatic about it all.

for you. it's not much... but it's everything.

[p.s. I’m calling it right now. The band, Passion Pit, will do to this summer what MGMT did to last summer… Take it by storm.]

[p.p.s. That’s right SUMMER. Screw this first week of winter crap in Australia. I’m going back to America, where we’ve got our seasons straight.]